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Fuck, I’m so wet…

She shifted her gaze to Dan. His shirt was open, broad chest
bare and inviting her to smooth her hands over it, but she resisted. She wanted
to tease herself too, see how long it took for her to cave in and have his cock
inside her. Could she control herself for longer than five minutes? Because at
that moment, five minutes was all she imagined she could stand. He eased the
fabric over his shoulders and dropped it to the floor, gaze fixed on her face.
Her breathing went from steady to stuttered and she fought for control.
Slipping off his boots and socks, he unbuttoned his jeans and let them whisper to
his ankles. Kat remained in place despite every part of her screaming at her to
move forward and touch him, to push him onto the bed and fuck him senseless.
Dan stepped out of his jeans and kicked them aside, thumbs sliding beneath his
waistband to lower his boxers, kicking them away too. His cock jutted out, hard
and ready, and Kat longed to take it deep into her mouth and suck, tongue
swirling around the head, hand fondling his balls.

“Get on the bed.” She pointed to it. “On your hands and
knees, facing away from me.”

Dan’s cock bobbed and he stood for a moment, a lazy smile on
his lips.

Is he thinking of defying me?

A wave of lust swept over her at the thought. If he defied
her, she’d have to be more dominant. In fact, she half hoped he did…

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he looked
at her with longing and admiration. Turning, he walked to the bed, climbing on
and adopting her ordered position, ass presented to her in all its cunt-wetting
glory. She stifled a gasp and moved to the drawers, fingertips skating over the
implements.

Which one shall I use first?

Unable to decide, she continued to touch them. Scenarios
filtered into her mind. The crop biting Dan’s skin, leaving red stripes across
his ass. The handcuffs chafing his wrists and ankles, bringing pain but at the
same time pleasure. His body bucking as she struck him with the crop, pre-cum
glistening on the end of his cock. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes,
hand stilled on a whip. Dan’s breathing increased speed and she fancied he
watched her, waited for her to turn to him and deliver what he wanted. To have
such control sent her giddy, and she opened her eyes again, giving him a
sidelong look.

His head rested on the bed, cheek pressed to the mattress,
and he was indeed watching her. She allowed a small smile to curve her mouth
and the devil in her wanted him to wait. Make him so crazy he’d come pretty
damn fast when she did allow him release.

“Do you want me, Dan?” She licked her lips.

“Fuck, yes. You know I do.”

Sucking her index finger, she stared at him. His hands
bunched into fists and his toes scrunched. She staved off a smile and narrowed
her eyes, needing to hear how much he wanted her, needing his words to fuel her
fantasy.

Kat pulled her finger out and trailed her hand down to her
breast. She toyed with a nipple through the fabric covering it, enjoying the
way it rasped over the taut bud—enjoying Dan’s wide eyes telling her he wished
he were the one touching.

“How much do you want me, Dan?”

“More than ever.”

“So if I undressed now and touched my cunt, you’d want to
touch yourself?”

His groan filled the room and he closed his eyes. “Yes.”

“But I wouldn’t allow you to touch yourself. You know that,
don’t you?”

He nodded, the sheet rustling beneath his cheek, and opened
his eyes again. Kat fondled the whip with the same languid strokes she was
giving her nipple, and a rush of desire spiked inside her. How would he take it
if she whipped herself? If she slashed across her thigh and cried out in
pleasure-pain, Dan ordered not to move, to just observe? Would he come from the
sight alone? Would she come too, the emotions alone enough to get her off? The
thought of that made her hike in a sharp breath and she closed her eyes,
showing him how much she enjoyed tormenting him. A ragged sigh left him. Kat
released a long, drawn-out “Ahhh” to heighten his desire, pleased when he let
out one of his own.

I’m getting to him.
This
is getting to him.

Snapping her eyes open, she lowered her hands and looked
down at her chest. Her nipples tented the fabric of her shirt. “Wouldn’t you
just love to suck them, Dan? Kiss me all over and fuck me hard and fast.”

He swallowed and moved one hand toward his cock.

“Ah, now you know you mustn’t do that.”

He stopped, breathing even faster now, and placed his hand
where it was before.

Kat turned back to the instruments, one hand caressing her
thigh, the other dallying between a whip and a wooden paddle. The paddle looked
as if it would deliver a satisfying whack, and she removed it from its hook,
laying it on the bed beside him.

Dan glanced at it. “Fuck! I want you already.”

“‘I wants’ don’t get. You need to learn to beg.” Kat barely
managed to keep her tone commanding. Her excitement spun through her faster,
urging her to strip off her clothes, flip Dan over and sink down onto his cock.
She pushed away the need, knowing if she resisted she’d have sharper pleasure
later. She pulled open the drawers one by one—slowly—noting their contents.
Condoms, lube, butt-plugs, vibrators…

A plug inside my ass and Dan inside my cunt… Oh god! I
want to come already.

“What’s in the drawer?” Dan asked, his voice breathy.

Kat ran her hand over the contents. “You know, I
could
ask you to remain quiet. I
could
work this so you’re not allowed to make
a sound. Do you want that?”

“No. I want to speak, want—”

“Uh, what did I say earlier?”

“‘I wants’ don’t get.”

“Right.” She smiled to herself. “But although I said that, I
happen to
want
to hear you beg, to plead, to tell me how much you need
me—because then I’ll deny you.”

“Shit, Kat. I want you so badly I could come right now.
You’re driving me crazy.”

“Good.” Fresh spasms of desire rocked her. God, she’d been
missing so much! This new journey, the discovery of what she really wanted and
how it made her feel, took her breath away. A whole new world was out there for
them, of sexual revelations and inner peace. Yes, she’d wanted it for the
longest time, but even her wildest dreams hadn’t prepared her for the sharp
shots of lust that actually playing this out brought. Dreams had shown Kat what
she had suppressed, what her subconscious knew she yearned for, and she’d woken
panting and wet, orgasms rocketing through her. But this? The reality of it was
wholly different—the sensations were keener, the emotions fuller, the need so
great she had to grit her teeth and hold back tears.

She took out a condom and slid it beneath the pillow for
later, Dan’s ragged sigh telling her he could do with putting the sheath on
now. She smiled, heady with the fast-growing power surging inside her.

God, her cunt was wet. Wetter than any time she could
remember.

I want to touch it, to feel how wet it really is, to
glide my fingers over the soft lips. Have Dan’s tongue lapping the moisture up.

“Shit!” she whispered as her cunt contracted.

“Is it getting to you too?” Dan asked.

She ignored him and began to undress, enjoying the way Dan
watched her. Lifting her top up then over her head, she tossed it to the floor.
Dan’s eyes widened at the sight of her with no bra and he fisted the sheets.
Did he yearn to reach down and fist his cock instead? She cupped her breasts,
feeling the weight of them, thumbs brushing over her highly sensitive nipples.
Kay swayed and closed her eyes, listening to his quick intake of breath.

“Kat…”

She continued, circling her hips, tongue dashing out to wet
her lips. “Ah, baby. You want to touch me, don’t you? You want to jump off that
bed and grab me, throw me down and pound into me…”

“Yes. Yes!”

“But you can’t. Not yet.”

“Jesus, Kat, I—”

“Shh. Just watch.”

She opened her eyes. Dan’s knuckles had whitened and he’d
clenched his teeth. Sweat beaded his forehead and a red blush tinted his
cheeks.

You have no idea how much I want you right now. I want
you inside me, bringing me off, unable to make it last because you want me too
damn much.

Kat skated her hands down her belly, thumbs easing beneath
the waistband of her jeans. She popped open the buttons one by one, drawing it
out, fighting the urge to rip her jeans off and get fucked
now
. Toeing
off her boots, she kicked them away then glided her jeans down her legs. Dan
gasped at her lack of underwear and stared at her cunt, eyes half lidded and
full of desire. She looked down at herself. Juices glistened in her thatch of
hair, the curls heavy and thick with it. Her scent wafted up and she inhaled deeply,
the stink of sexual arousal adding to her need.

Naked now, she leaned forward, her heavy breasts within
inches of his face, and picked up the paddle.

“I need you,” he said.

Kat ignored him and moved to the bottom of the bed, standing
side-on to Dan so she could wield the paddle with better force. He hung his
head, back muscles bunching as he awaited the first strike. She took her time,
testing her swing, the waft of air the paddle created making him tense some
more. His biceps contracted and the bones in his wrists jutted beneath the
skin.

“What do you want, Dan?” she asked. “Do you want it hard or
soft, a single smack or several?”

He raised his head, peering back at her over his shoulder.
“Whatever you want. I’ll take whatever you give me.”

“Good answer. Face forward.”

He complied, staring at the wall, his toes curling. Kat
licked her lips, the sight of his unmarked ass and thick upper thighs bringing
on a fresh release of juices to her cunt.

I need to come. Need the release so desperately, yet…I
want the heightened desire more.

She slapped the paddle against her palm lightly, in a slow
rhythm, testing how it felt, wondering how much Dan could take if she struck
him as hard as she wanted. He sucked in a breath, one hand lifting from the
mattress to clasp his cock.

“Don’t touch yourself. Put your hand back on the bed.”

Dan groaned and resumed his former position, hips lowering
as though he wanted to press himself to the bed to gain some much-needed
friction. “I— This is…so difficult.”

“Is it what you want? What you crave?”

“Yes,” he hissed. “God, yes.”

She raised the paddle and swung, bringing it down onto the
curve of his ass. He cried out, head snapping back, and she caught a glimpse of
the corded muscles in the side of his neck. Kat struck him again with the same
result then leaned forward, trailing the paddle down his spine to his ass,
finishing the move with another crack to his skin. Dan arched his back and Kat
took the opportunity to paddle him—again, again, again—his body jerking, his
voice growing hoarse from the force of his yells.

Dropping the paddle to the bed, she took a crop from a wall
hook and returned to the bed. She trailed its tip down his back and swept it
along his inner thigh, gliding upward to lightly tease his balls. They tensed
and Kat smiled, withdrew the crop and brought it down across both ass cheeks.

A strangled “Fuck!” left Dan, followed by a growl—he was
fighting to control himself. He shifted backward a little, once again glancing
over his shoulder. “Let me fuck you. Please, just let me fuck you.”

His words were nearly her undoing.

“No.” She dropped the crop to the bed and walked back to the
drawer, her back to Dan. Her gaze landed on the butt plugs, and the thought of
Dan inserting one into her ass then his cock filling her cunt returned. Would
he want to do that? She pondered for a moment then picked up a small plug,
running her finger and thumb up and down its knobby length. It was comprised of
five small balls joined together, the top one shaped into a soft point. Did she
dare to try it on him?

Yes, I dare.

Kat selected a tube of lube and turned to face him. She
brushed the plug across her breasts, circling each nipple in turn. “I’m going
to work your ass in an altogether different way.” She stared at his reddened
globes then looked back to his face.

“You’re driving me nuts!” he managed, scrunching his eyes
closed.

Smiling, Kat climbed on the bed and kneeled between his
legs. “Spread wider.”

Dan obeyed and exhilaration whooshed through Kat. He was
willing to try whatever she wanted. She placed the plug on her lap and
unscrewed the lube, squeezing out a grape-sized amount on her finger. Tube on
the bed, she coated the plug then touched the remaining lube to his ass pucker.
Fingertip massaging slowly, Kat waited for any sign that Dan didn’t want this.
None came, so she circled some more until the tip of her finger breached the
opening. Plug in hand now, she pressed it against the star and eased it slowly
inside. Dan inhaled then hissed through his teeth as Kat pushed the plug in as
far as it would go. She drew it out again just as slowly so he would grow
accustomed to the intrusion.

A few seconds passed then he ground out, “More. Faster.”

Kat did as he’d asked, using the index finger of her other
hand to smooth along the ridge between his ass and balls. She felt so
liberated, so
right
in wanting to bring him the ultimate pleasure. He
whimpered several times, pushing back on the plug as though he wanted something
bigger inside him, and Kat worked faster, fondling his balls at the same time.

“You like this?” she asked.

“Yeah. Fuck, yeah.”

“You’ve done this before?”

“Yes, it’s fucking hot.” Dan panted, his soft grunts muffled
by the mattress, then he cried out, “Stop! Please stop! It’s…I’m going to…”